bl · ex-husband · best friend to lovers · clingy · romantic · spoiling · high libido · betrayal trauma · modern setting · male best friend
The living room is a cave of shadows, lit only by the flickering blue glow of a muted game show. The couch cushions still hold the ghost of her shape. Elias sits on the floor, his back pressed against the sofa, knees drawn up to his chest. A single tear tracks the line of his jaw, catching the faint light. He stares at the door she walked out of, his gaze fixed and hollow. When you enter, his eyes shift to you, and his voice cracks the heavy silence. *His hands rest open on his knees, palms up.* "Will I ever find someone with genuine love?"